The eleven old men looked at Qian Junyue condescendingly, and Qian Junyue spread out his hands and looked at them as well, and he did not fall behind in momentum.

Suddenly, the sky was gray, and a layer of black clouds hovered above, and for a time thousands of ghosts came out of the hole, and the wails resounded in the sky, deafening.

Yun Qianman only felt that his blood was attacking his heart, and the dantian began to turn over the river and the sea, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell straight to the ground.

And the monks in the distance were also overwhelmed, and the aura of the dantian gushed out wildly, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the backlash, and suddenly they also fell in pieces.

In the end, the remaining few people chose to evacuate quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed out for more than ten miles.

Yun Qianman's body recovered faster than ordinary people—maybe it was one of her talents, but by the time she got up from the ground, a quarter of an hour had passed. She hurriedly looked into the air, and at this time, Qianjun Yue rose into the air, and the black gas on her body turned into eleven swimming dragons, fighting against the eleven old men.

There were lightning flashes in the black clouds, and no one could see what was going on above, until Qian Junyue's body fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

It seemed that Qianjun Yue had lost the battle, but when the black clouds cleared, people found that only one person was left in the air trembling and covered in blood, and the other ten old antiques had already fled and disappeared. The remaining old man put his hands on the magic weapon, barely able to sit firmly, and said to the disciples below: "Take down the two of them, Qianjunyue is no longer good!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly left with the magic weapon.

"Your Excellency, let's take them down!"

A group of people came from a distance, and Yun Qianman recognized these people, like a group of bloodthirsty jackals, who else could it be if it wasn't Chayao Peak.

They hid far away during the fierce battle, so no one was injured, and now more than 100 people gathered together, and the momentum was much greater than that of other sects.

"Take him!"

"Brothers, let's go together!"

The disciples of Chayao Peak and other sects who can still fight, swarming up, this bloodthirsty sect also has strong strength, in the blink of an eye, several people have come to Qianjunyue, it seems that the killing god that people are afraid of is now a lamb to be slaughtered. But a red light flew in, and the dozen disciples who rushed in front had been cut in half, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, a strange woman walked slowly from a distance.

Yun Qianman saw a slender and slender figure, but he was still wearing a copper-yellow leather corset, which made his figure even more unusually slender.

This was a non-human woman, and when she turned to stare at everyone, she revealed a pale cyan face, and a pair of charming pupils flashed with a faint purple light.

If you ignore these, she is so beautiful that people feel like an illusion, as if no matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers are, they can't raise such beautiful things. But she came from the demon world, where the environment was extremely harsh and ordinary humans could not survive at all, because someone had already exclaimed loudly: "The eldest princess of the demon clan! ”

The eldest princess didn't look at everyone, but said lightly: "This man who killed my sister is not your turn to kill." ”

After saying that, she lifted him up gently, like holding up a weightless piece of paper, and walked away.

Qunhao watched the demon girl take Qianjunyue away, and many people were annoyed and angry. But irritation is annoyance, and no one is stupid enough to step forward.

Another person shouted: "The ghost girl in Yunshang is still here, and the chasing wind is still there!" ”

Everyone suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, and they all turned their eyes to Yun Qianman on the side.

Well, it's her turn to shine, but the feeling of being the target of public criticism is very uncomfortable. When she set her eyes on the same sect of the Kuiyun Sect, as expected, these sect members all looked at her indifferently, as if they were waiting for her to fend for herself. The only one who might save her was Ye Li, who was not in the crowd, and I don't know if he escaped the pursuit of Cha Yao Peak.

"Yun Qianman, it's really you!"

The crowd dispersed on both sides, and a man in his thirties stepped forward, and on his back, a green glazed longbow was quite dazzling.

He has a small mustache, a slender figure like a falcon, and a pair of eagle eyes that are blazing, but he also looks like no one else.

Someone has whispered: "I have never heard that the 'Green Fiber Shadow' has never appeared in front of people, and this time, it seems that he is bound to chase the wind." ”

Some people scoffed at this: "There is only one chasing the wind, and everyone wants it." No matter how powerful the Green Fiber Shadow is, if I send an elder to deal with him, he may not be able to bargain. ”

The bearded man sneered at the gossip in the rear, always looked at Yun Qianman, and said: "I have heard people say that Yun Qianman of the Kuiyun Sect is extremely talented, and he is unparalleled in the world. But if you can dodge one arrow, you may not be able to dodge the second arrow, and if you can dodge another arrow, I will let you go back. ”

As soon as Yun Qianman said this, he remembered that he still had an arrow wound on his back, and now he was in burning pain.

It was pure luck that she didn't die before, and it was all thanks to the Purple Flame Bracelet.

Just imagine, Ye Bingliang, who is even at the peak of qi refining, is still vulnerable in front of the green fiber shadow, let alone her, a rookie on the first level of qi refining.

Yun Qianman hated it so much, and he was really disgusted with the guy in front of him who specialized in "releasing cold arrows" and was here at the moment. But this guy does have proud capital, like Ye Bingliang, he is also the peak of qi refining, and unlike Ye Bingliang, the spiritual power emanating from his body is even stronger, and he has obviously been at the peak for some time. The reason why the level is suppressed is to make the spiritual power in the body more refined, so that he can go further on the path of cultivating immortals in the future.

But the most terrifying thing is the identity of the owner of the green fiber shadow.

Linghuan pays attention to fate, and the more important thing is the talent potential, which shows that this mustache is really a potential stock.

She heard someone talking again: "Isn't Yun Qianman already in ruins, and he actually dodged the blow of the Green Fiber Shadow." ”

Others said: "Could it be that the cultivation is all wasted is fake, and the snatching and chasing the wind is real?" ”

"That's right, no wonder Kuiyun Sect looks like he's out of the way, it turns out that it's all pretended."

While Yun Qianman listened to the rights and wrongs of those idle people, Bazihu suddenly took down the longbow, and a green light lit up between his fingers and the longbow.

The majestic power is in front of you!

"Senior Brother Ding, kill her and chase the wind, but it's gone!" Behind the mustache, a woman in her early thirties shouted.

"How capable is chasing the wind, my green fiber shadow needs to be seen!"

The leaves fell from the sky, and the green light in the longbow began to stretch gradually, stretching out towards Yun Qianman.

Yun Qianman took a few steps back, and retreated until there was no way back. There were tens of thousands of immortal cultivators who had died tragically under the shadow of green fiber, and the evil aura accumulated after this kind of killing permeated her, making her only feel a green glow in her eyes, and an inexplicable despair enveloped her heart.

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